For a while, the whole residential area was quiet and scary, like a tomb!

Everyone looked at Yang Fan with horrified eyes, as if looking up to the demon god.

"Defeat...... ......Defeated! Thunderstorms are ....... That's how it was defeated!!"

Shouldn't the script be played like this, shouldn't it be that the thunderstorm easily crushed Yang Fan's waste? The result was good, and there was a 360-degree reversal directly, and the crushing was crushing, but it was replaced by Yang Fan, the "waste", who was the first person in Mozhufeng to crush them!!

Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yang Fan has the power to do it thoroughly, and obviously retains his hole cards.

A punch hit the thunderstorm hard, Yang Fan didn't let the thunderstorm go, ignored the frightened gazes of the miscellaneous disciples around him, took a step forward, and walked towards the thunderstorm that fell to the ground!!

Yang Fan's pace was very slow and slow, but every step was like stepping on the heart of a thunderstorm, which made him breathless.

Yang ...... Yang Fan, you ...... What are you going to do?" When Yang Fan was far away from the thunderstorm, the thunderstorm could no longer bear the huge pressure in his heart and shouted.

"What are you doing?" the corners of Yang Fan's mouth cracked, revealing a mouthful of white teeth flashing with cold light, "Thunderstorm, what do you say I'm going to do!!"

"Yang Fan, you...... Don't mess around, it's all the same door, if you have anything to say, let's just say it......" Thunderstorm moved back with difficulty, trembling.

"This ...... Is this person really a thunderstorm that dominates my Mozhu Peak?" The miscellaneous disciples of the Quartet reacted a little for a while, the feeling that the thunderstorm gave them had always been the boss of the day, the second of the earth, the third of him, and the master of all taboos.

"The same door, you are also worthy of mentioning the same door with me!!" It's good that the thunderstorm doesn't mention the same door, but now when he mentions it, Yang Fan is furious, his face is full of anger, and he stepped directly on the wrist of the thunderstorm, and with a bang, the thunderstorm's wrist bones became shattered in response.

"Ah!!" The sharp pain in the heart suddenly made the thunderstorm burst out into a heart-rending scream, like a mourning scream, "Yang Fan! You brute! You are so ruthless, you can't die well!!"

The previous punch, although heavy, but it made him break a few ribs, at most let him lie on the bed for ten days and half a month, but this kick was to smash his right wrist bone, and in the future, his right hand is afraid to be wasted, not to mention beating people, whether he can use chopsticks normally is a big problem.

"Do you dare to scold me?" the sword raised his eyebrows, and stepped out again, straight to the left wrist of the thunderstorm.

"Ah!!h

Yang ...... Yang Fan, you ...... You little brute, you can't die well!!" Thunderstorm's eyes spurted blood, roaring angrily, like an enraged beast, wanting to eat people, "My eldest brother will not let you go, die! I want you to die, I want you to die......"

His hands are wasted, not to mention advancing to the outer gate, whether he can continue to cultivate martial arts is a big problem, this hatred and hatred, even if he pours out the water from all over the world, it is difficult to wash!!

"You dare to threaten me, I think you are looking for death!! his face turned cold, and the terrifying cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

The next moment........

The punching bag-sized fist struck the thunderstorm like raindrops, and for a while, the sound of broken bones, bone cracking, vomiting blood, screams, and angry scolding were non-stop.

As for the threat of thunderstorms, Yang Fan didn't take it to heart at all, now he is no longer the waste he was twenty days ago, the cultivation in the early stage of the Five Heavens, coupled with the powerful eight-rank inferior bloodline, even if it is placed in the outer gate, it is worthy of being called a master, the eldest brother of the thunderstorm, is also a disciple of the outer sect, even if he is stronger than him, it will not be too outrageous, at this time, he is not without the strength of a battle, if he is given a little more time, who will teach who may not be!!

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", .........

After a smash, Yang Fan was still angry, and when he raised his foot, he jumped up vigorously, without leaving a trace of his hand, every punch, every kick, contained the power of hundreds of tripods, and easily, he could beat a rock the size of a grinding disc into slag!!

"Cruel! This Yang Fan is really too cruel! This is going to completely abolish the thunderstorm!!"

The miscellaneous servants around couldn't help but shudder, looking at Yang Fan, who was constantly tyrannical and thunderstorming, like looking at the demon from the abyss of hell, and secretly swore in his heart that he would never offend this evil star in the future.

"It's really miserable! It's over! I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of bed for the rest of my life!!

A trace of pity flashed in the eyes of many miscellaneous disciples, but somehow, there was a little joy and happiness in their hearts, and among them, how many of them had never suffered from a thunderstorm!!

"Hahaha........ It's a pleasure!Hahaha........"

Looking at the thunderstorm under his feet that was completely fainted like a puddle of mud, Yang Fan only felt that a big stone in his chest was suddenly put down, and his whole body was dripping with indescribable joy, and all the grievances he had received in the hands of the thunderstorm in the past year were vented at this moment.

Not only that, Yang Fan also found that after this battle, his Mangniu Kaimai Fist had made a little progress, and several changes that were unknown before were instantly clear, and he faintly glimpsed a trace of the mystery of the transformation realm.

The next moment.........

Yang Fan's eyes turned, and he looked at Luo Cheng and the others who were still clamoring for a thunderstorm to kill him just now, thunderstorms should be damned, these villains who act for the tiger are also unforgivable, relying on thunderstorms to support them, over the years, they have achieved a lot of evil results, and I don't know how many of their peers have been bullied.

"Senior Brother Yang spare your life, Senior Brother Yang spare your life, we don't want to trouble you, everything is forced by thunderstorms, everything is forced by thunderstorms......"

"And this Luo Cheng, Senior Brother Yang, it was the two of them who instigated us to come over, Senior Brother Yang Mingjian, Senior Brother Yang Mingjian!!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Yang, it's none of our business, it's really none of our business!!"

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In an instant, the more than ten younger brothers of Thunderstorm weakened their knees, knelt down in front of Yang Fan, begged bitterly, and all kinds of basins were deducted from Thunderstorm and Luo Cheng.

"You...... You guys....... Wow puff ......." Luo Cheng on the stretcher was furious, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes rolled, and he fainted again!!

"They forced you?" Yang Fansen smiled coldly, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, he really thought he was a fool, and these days, you bully Lao Tzu very happily, these accounts should be settled!

Soon, halfway up the mountain, which had just fallen silent, a heart-numbing wail sounded again, startling countless night owls in the mountains.

The night was still as usual, but no one knew that the fate of several people on Mozhu Peak had been quietly changed!!

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Mozhu Peak is close to the peak, there is an independent courtyard the size of several acres of fields, exquisite decoration, and complete rockery garden pools, which is the residence of the most powerful person on Mozhu Peak, the principal Zhao Yiming!!

In the early morning of the day, the main hospital ushered in a group of wounded, two of whom were wrapped in gauze like zongzi, tragically lying on two stretchers, it was Lei Storm and his number one thug Luo Cheng.

And beside the two of them, there were a group of Thunderstorm's younger brothers, all of whom were wearing bandages and plasters, of course, compared to Thunderstorm and Luo Cheng, their injuries were much lighter.

In front of the group of wounded, there stood a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in brocade and jade clothes, with an elegant appearance, although his temples had been slightly frosted, but there was a faint heroic spirit between his eyebrows, which was still very attractive. This person is none other than the controller of Mo Zhufeng, the director Zhao Yiming.

"What's going on? Could it be that the miscellaneous servants of other peaks came to provoke?" Looking at the thunderstorm that was no different from the mummy, Zhao Yiming was shocked and angry, the thunderstorm was the first person in their Mozhu Peak, and ten days later, on the trip to Tongren Alley, he still pointed to the thunderstorm to earn face for him, and now he looks like this? Don't say that he has a long face, it's good not to embarrass himself!!

"Master Zhao, you have to make decisions for us, Yang Fan's little beast is simply not human........"

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